Pabst Blue Ribbon tastes much like diluted, fermented vomit. However, it is still better tasting than Natty Light and decidedly better than Hamm's, which is quite possibly the most vile beer in the world.

Charlie Papazian, president of the Brewers Association, published the following tasting notes for Pabst Blue Ribbon in 2008: "A contrasting counterpoint of sharp texture and flowing sweetness is evident at the first sip of this historic brew. A slowly increasing hoppiness adds to the interplay of ingredients, while the texture smooths out by mid-bottle. The clear, pale-gold body is light and fizzy. Medium-bodied Blue Ribbon finishes with a dusting of malts and hops. A satisfying American classic and a Gold Medal winner at the 2006 Great American Beer Festival." Anybody who has tasted this shit knows that this is utter bollocks.

Today, you may find empty Pabst Blue Ribbon cans scattered around independent coffee shops, small music venues, vintage shops, and many other rancid-smelling places. There is a positive correlation between the amount of PBR cans littering an area and the number of hipsters that infest it. Because of this, it is much like a litmus test, warning the average basement-dweller if there is a high probability of being laughed at by skinny-jeaned faggots in any certain area. Similarly, Pabst is an excellent indicator of douchebaggery. If you can't tell whether or not somebody is a hipster faggot, you will know the answer if they whip out a can of PBR.

Pictures of under-aged tools drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon can be found in every corner of the internet. They are especially common upon Tumblr, where pictures of PBR-downing man-children, all devout scene kids two years ago, are re-blogged until every MGMT-loving 16-year-old girl has masturbated to them. Art featuring the beer is also popular and usually eye-scarring.